(This was my odd random thought in 2017s, haha 3 years ago) ^^
Well, I’m just a teenager, so perhaps I don’t have enough experience to share any valuable things . Yet I still want to tell you my little story.
I was raised up in a happy family, surrounded by many kind people and friends. Everything was going smoothly until that day. It was not really a specific day but like a gradual process when I turn from a kid into a teenager. It was natural that something inside me changed and my mindset changed also. It was a utterly hard time for me to suffer. I could not make up my mind to find out which was the right thing to do. I did become very silent in every single moment with no reason,which made my parents worried a lot. Sometimes I was so non-sense, angry and even mad. I felt uncomfortable with every thing, dissatisfied with everyone including my beloved family. I was so bad although I myself did not know why.
But this terrible time went over. I become more mature to think deeply about life, sleep carefully on what I should do, who I should care about and so on. I know how to live meaningful life, not just for myself, but for people who I love. When I remember that time, I’m so grateful for my great family that always stand by me no matter how bad I was. The love of my Dad, the patient of my Mom, the unconditional love of my grandpa and grandma, and my younger beloved sister was the power to hold me up and help me go through this part of my life. It is their sincere love that make me become who I am today, a good one.
I even can not imagine if there had not been my family, how I could have gone through that challenge, Yeah it’s just a normal story that you may hear somewhere in life. The stories seem boring, nothing special, nothing amazing but really mean to someone, And mine is one of those. After all, I realize how lucky I am to be born in such a nice family, to live in the place that we don’t just call “house”, but “Home”. No language can express my love to my family. It’s my biggest love, all my religion,my breathe and all power of my life.
Finally, I just want my little story to inspire someone, or at least remind someone that they also have a peaceful place in mind that is called “Home”.Everything that happens in our life always stands for a reason which is dressed by a happiness, a lesson, even a pain or just a blessing. After all, we will become more mature and have ability to find out the harmony in soul.
Love and peace.
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